𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈

             “     if     the     killer     is     following     a     pattern,     maybe     we     can     figure     out     who’s     next.     ”

𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 ,　　@just-survive .

so , sue me . i didn’t want you to die .

there's more to it than that,　this much he knows.　call it the ever looming gut instinct　—　unable to stop himself from seeing beyond what people projected;　always looking deeper into who they truly were.　and enid　—　enid was just a kid,　running　—　surviving;　doing what they've all been trying to do from day one.　　❝ you sure that's it? ❞　　brows lift,　his voice almost croaking from the dryness in his throat,　the lump lodged and scratching against the sides.　　❝ you don't owe me anything.　you could've left me to die and kept going the way you're going. ❞　　he knows how he felt　—　how all of them first felt upon entering alexandria.　bittersweet.　uneasy.　after the horrors they'd seen　—　all they'd done just to get here,　normalcy never seemed plausible　—　at least,　not in this lifetime.　　❝ so why?　was it because you needed a sign?　something that stops you from always running? ❞　　he may not know her,　may have only seen her in passing,　but he knows enough,　gathers they're more alike;　in a way.　heavy shoulders weighing them down,　always having to keep pushing forward despite each loss that comes their way.　her parents weren't around,　and he can only guess they're exactly where his own are.　　❝ at the beginning of all this,　a good few months in i was out on a supply run.　ran into some cowboy cop stuck in an army tank. ❞　　merely shaking his head,　eyes almost rolling as the edges of his lips twitch and curl.　his head drops as his features soften.　it felt like a lifetime ago now,　a parallel universe to where they were now.　　❝ it was rick　—　rick grimes.　and you know,　if i hadn't...　if i hadn't stuck my neck out for him he would've died.　he wouldn't have reunited with his family and truthfully i'd probably be dead already.　i only got this far because of him.　he never gave up and i think i get it now.　or i try to,　if not for myself　—　for my wife,　my future kid.　so i hold out hope,　i think i'll always hold out hope. ❞　　there was a lot more to it but the only thing that ever stayed the same was his outlook.　a second chance.

❝ i think you want a reason to stay,　but you're scared.　i was too. ❞　　until maggie shared the news and something inside him changed,　something he couldn't quite explain but only spurred him to always push further.　　❝ but maybe we don't have to fight it,　yanno?　maybe its ok after all of it to just...　find a place that could feel like home,　with people that care about you. ❞　　he still remembers the very first night the group and him arrived　—　all of them unable to not sleep in the same room together,　the feeling of being separated,　even by a few measly steps　(after all this time)　it had them feeling unsettled.　their guard still up,　but lowering over time.

          as  glenn speaks,    brown  eyes  dart  from  the  floor  to  meet  his,    the  wind  tossing  strands  of  her  messed  hair.    her  brows  are  furrowed,    hands  grasping  her  backpack  straps  tightly.    she's  listening,    trying  to  formulate  a  response  in  her  head  that  kept  the  desperation  for  some  kind  of  guidance  locked  inside.    "    or  maybe  i  just  meant  what  i  said!    i  know  how  long  you've  been  gone,    so  i  know  you  must  be  thirsty.    i've  been  there and  it  sucks.    i  didn't  want  you  to  die,    so    i  gave  you  water.    your  walker-bait  status  would  have  increased  exponentially  without  it.    "    she  pivots  on  her  heel  to  walk  away,    but  his  voice  stops  her.    she  doesn't  need  to  look  at  him  to  sense  his  shift.    it's  a  memory  that  to  her,    seems unpleasant, stressful.    he  seems  fond  of  it.    it  takes  her  a  moment,    but  she  slowly  turns  to  look  back  at  him,    her  petite  stature  causing  the  top  of  her  head  to  barely  reach  glenn's  shoulder.    she  swallows,    her  eyes  softening  at  the  mention  of  his  family    -    his  baby  with  maggie.   there's  a  sense  of  jealousy,    though  she  won't  admit  it.    despite  the  world  they  found  themselves  in,    he's  been  able  to  find  people  to  live  for.    meanwhile,    she's  been treating  those around her  as  if  they were already  burning.

          "    alexandria  is  not  reality,    glenn.    this  -    "    she  gestures  to  the  world  around  them,    before  looking  at  the  blood  on  both  of  their  shoes.   "    this  is  what  life  is  actually  like.    that's  why  i  left  all  the  time    -    i  don't  want to forget. i won't let myself.    "    casual  confession  of  leaving  alexandria's  premises  undetected  is  moved  past  quickly.    "    from the start,    it  was  just  me  and  my  parents.    the  last  thing  they  did  before  they  were  torn  apart  was  lock  me  in  the  car  to  keep  me  safe.    because  they  cared.    so  now  i  just  ...   i  don't  want  anyone  to  care  about  me.    "    a  lie and a  truth.    "    that's just another  reason  people  die.    "

as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!

why is it always my fault?

why do people call you that?

do you know anyone here?

how’s your wound?

are you worth a second chance?

after all we’ve been through, why?

when are you going to apologize to me?

you did this? for me?

will you promise me?

can’t you be on my side, just once?

what exactly do you do for a living?

do you even hear yourself?

sorry, what did you say?

did you mean what you said?

can i kiss you?

truth or dare?

are you comfortable?

what were they like?

what time do you want me to pick you up?

how can you say that to me?

how could you possibly think that was a good idea?

did you enjoy yourself?

why don’t you stay over?

why hire someone, when you can just do it yourself?

out of everything you could’ve said, why that?

do i know you?

you love me?

how old do you think i am?

why do they treat me like that?

have i ever given you bad advice?

do you want some company?

do you think last night was a mistake?

what are you in the mood for?

do i remind you of anyone?

where were you?

who did this to you?

can i have some cash?

tell me why i should believe a thing you say?

sorry, do you have the time?

why don’t you find out for yourself?

where do you think you’re going?

do you want one?

when am i ever wrong?

who do you think you are?

where are you going to go?

run that by me again?

i don’t know what to say?

can you kill?

why is it never your fault?

would you kill for it?

why did you do this to me?

can you be quiet?

what’s so funny?

why don’t you want to go home?

how are you so calm?

have we met before?

what was it like?

are you seriously asking me that right now?

what’s with the third degree?

you want me?

can you help me?

would you care for a dance?

are you sure you want to spend another night alone?

why do i have to apologize?

what am i supposed to do if you’re not here?

why would they do that?

do you want me to grab dinner?

can you help me bring these in?

how annoying can you be?

how do you think that makes me feel?

why didn’t you fight back?

what are you so afraid of?

can you tell me what happened?

you did this all by yourself?

how can i help you?

how do you sleep at night?

you’re sorry?

how do you keep a secret like that?

what’s going on?

we’re friends, right?

how about i take you home?

why won’t you just listen to me?

you wanna mess around?

what does that eleven mean?

when will you learn?

how could you even ask me something like that?

does it hurt?

why did you do it?

can you hear me?

do you have a ride home?

you’re afraid of the dark?

would you like to try?

why did you do that for me?

you really think i’m beautiful?

is it noticeable?

where did you get all that money?

where did you get this?

do you know what i did?

where did you go?

like what you see?

can i touch you? here?

how many people have you killed?

can i borrow your phone?

can you keep a secret?

do you want us to stop?

where have you been?

another round?

when’s the last time you had a full night’s rest?

do you really think that’s a good idea?

what does that have to do with anything?

have you eaten anything today?

why do you think you feel that way?

what happened to them?

what’s your problem?

you didn’t really think you were safe, did you?

have you come to apologize?

do you know who i am?

SUPERNATURAL | Bela Talbot